"Roar, roar~"

Yu Jia was set up in front of my chair, and he kept yelling at me.

I had been cornered by him, and the only thing standing between us was a rickety chair.

'Click~click, click~' The sound of wood breaking kept coming out of the chair.

For wooden chairs......

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